The legend of Isabella the Fraudster comes from the end of the Age of Recklessness, when there was a human kingdom called Shamanster, whose king was cruel and tyrannical and had to drink every day with the hearts of the living. As a young man, he led his army to conquer all directions, devouring the hearts of his enemies, and was seen as a symbol of valor. But when he pacified the Quartet and could no longer find an enemy, he began to kill his own people.

By the time the king was old, this terrible habit had grown to the point of madness, and he had slain his own people, his own warriors, and his own ministers, and he was still not satisfied. He longed for a more delicious heart, so he set his sights on his favorite little daughter, Isabella.

Isabella, of course, was reluctant to sacrifice herself, but the majesty of the king made it impossible for her to resist. In order to save her life, she made a vow like the king that she would spend three years for the king to find the most delicious heart in the world, or else she would sacrifice her heart to her father.

Leaving the kingdom, Isabella meets an evil wizard in the Black Forest, who she asks for help and trades her gold necklace for a mysterious recipe. She followed the instructions on the recipe, hunted a tricolor reindeer in the Black Forest, dug out the heart of the reindeer, soaked it in gin for three months, and then collected ** mushrooms to squeeze the juice, mixed it into a sauce and filled it into the heart, marinated for one year and six months, and finally handed it over to the wizard to cover it up with illusion, turned into a living heart, and presented it to the king.

After eating this heart, the king had to admit that it was a delicacy that he had never tasted in his life, and he thought that his life was over without regrets, so he passed the throne to Isabella, and he died three days later with a smile.

This is a fairy tale that many bards like to sing, and if a child is disobedient, he will scare him and say, "The king is coming to eat your heart!" and so on. However, in official historical documents, the account of this story is a different version.

Isabella, a witch who worships evil gods, colludes with evil sorcerers to control the king's sanity by taking psychedelics for many years. She used the king's prestige to secretly control the entire kingdom and blame the king for all her crimes. After the king's death, she sent soldiers to force the scribe to revise the history books with weapons, portraying her father as a tyrant who ate the hearts of living people, and embellished her usurpation.

Isabella's vicious heart terrified the surrounding countries, and no one dared to oppose her, causing her to become more and more arrogant. Her reign lasted for twenty years, and finally caused the world's outrage. An unsung hero single-handedly storms Isabella's palace and pierces her filthy and vicious heart with a dagger.

Of course, Isabella, who ascended to the throne with intrigue and trickery, could not avoid assassination and other means, and she had already reserved a way back, but the dagger was a weapon that could seal her soul, piercing the heart of the witch while also imprisoning her soul, making all her subsequent arrangements a joke.

Influenced by the power of the demon girl's soul, this weapon has since been equipped with the ability to confuse the mind and control the mind, hence the name - Isabella the Fraudster.

Of course, this is only the legend of the origin of this murder weapon, in later history, every time this murder weapon appears, it will bring blood, and there are countless historical suspense related to it. However, compared to the black history of this weapon, everyone present was more concerned about another sentence spoken by Lolana.

Mr. Adrian: Who is she talking to?

Roger's eyes flickered sharply, and the arm that clenched the fraudster stiffened. He followed Lorana's gaze and slowly turned his head to look at Blackbeard, who was lying on the ground and dying.

Blackbeard's injuries can't be faked, and with Roger's cautious character, he had already confirmed it when he walked over just now. His heart was pierced by a long sword, and blood continued to pour out of the cracks in the wound, and in a moment the kung fu had soaked through the clothes on his body. The only reason why he was able to hold his breath was because the wound had not yet been torn. If the arrow was pulled out at this time, the blood in his chest would immediately gush out.

Even a silver-rank powerhouse with a tenacious vitality would not be able to stand up again after shedding so much blood.

Blackbeard was clearly hopeless at the time, and Roger didn't think he needed to make up for it, but now he couldn't help but regret his hypocritical choice. If it weren't for Lorana's prompting, he wouldn't have noticed the abnormality of Blackbeard lying on the ground.

Blackbeard slowly stood up under the gaze of everyone, stretched out his hand and grabbed the arrow on his chest and jerked it hard, pulling the arrow out of his body, and the blood in his heart suddenly spurted out of front and behind him like a fountain. Even the onlookers couldn't help but feel a pain in their hearts when they saw this scene, but they didn't seem to feel anything when they looked at Blackbeard's face.

Blackbeard, of course, won't feel it, because he's dead. Although his eyes were still wide open, Roger could see that his pupils had dilated. Something was taking control of his body, supporting him to stand up and perform movements that normal people would not have imagined.

The blood that spurted out of it became black and sticky in the blink of an eye, and the flow rate also decreased rapidly. Blackbeard tilted his head and stared at Lorana, a grim smile on his face.

"Clever young lady, I am amazed by your wisdom more than your beauty......" Blackbeard began, his voice a little hoarse from the blood loss, but the pure aristocratic tone of his mouth was definitely not the original product of the brown hills. Listening to the meaning of his words, it seems that he has acquiesced to Lolana's guess?!

"In fact, as long as you turn the corner, this scam you have designed is simply full of loopholes. Lolana moved a few steps quietly, hid her body behind El, poked her head out and grinned, "But it's just right to deceive these uneducated bandits in the brown hills, and if it's too perfect, it will outweigh the losses, I'm right, Adrian...... Your Highness?"

"So you've guessed this, and your wisdom is beyond my expectations. Blackbeard, no, Adrian shook his head and smiled bitterly, "If I had known that a wise man would come, I should have dealt with you in the illusion." It's not my personality to do this kind of thing, but you know a little too much,"

"Hey, hey, what Your Highness?" asked El as he pursed his lips and turned his head slightly.

"Although the city-state of Dimient is nominally subordinate to the territory of the Kingdom of Oakland, it can actually be said to be a state within a state from the beginning. As a descendant of the ruler of the city-state, there is no problem with being called His Royal Highness......" Lolana pinched the corner of her skirt and grinned and curtsy Adrian, smiling, "If I'm not mistaken, I should call you His Highness Adrian Lucius, shouldn't I?"

"Wait...... You mean?" El, unable to help but look back at Lorana in shock. Although he knew that the eldest lady had deduced some black history, he didn't expect it to be such a powerful insider. Adrian and Lucius are the same person, what is going on in the illusion?

"I'd like to know how you deduced the truth, and I've had some omissions in my arrangement, but it's not revealing my own identity, is it?" said Adrian's face was full of confusion.

"There's really nothing wrong with the illusion you designed, it's just that you didn't expect it to be seen through. Lolana blinked her innocent expression, raised a finger and said: "The storyline you designed in Fantasy is perfectly interpreted, but there is a trivial omission, that is, it is completely based on fictional history, and there is no real sense of historical precipitation. The robbers don't know history and the true power of the Seal of the Earth's Center, so even if they feel disobedient, they won't be able to debunk your deception. ”

"This is indeed my omission, because I was worried that doing too much would have a negative effect, so I deliberately lowered the difficulty, although I also considered that there would be wise people to find the problem, and I also made corresponding preparations, but I didn't expect you to be able to see through the truth at a glance. Adrian nodded approvingly at Lorana's accusations, indicating that he had humbly listened to the opinion, but his eyes were still fixed on Lorana, waiting for her further explanation.

"The so-called space-time coordinates and the setting of the illusion in the mirror are the explanations you left for the wise man, right? Ordinary scholars can see through this step, which is the limit. I'm no exception, I just think a little more. Lolana shook her finger and said, "When I found out that all this was an illusion, I immediately overturned everything I saw and began to re-deduce the truth of history from the original source. This original source certainly can't be the story you designed, but from the historical texts kept by the Night's Watch. ”

"What answers did you find in those historical texts?" asked Adrian, puzzled.

"Originally, I just read it out of curiosity, but now that I think about it, I realize that some of the places are very thought-provoking. Lolana nodded, and said solemnly: "It is understandable that the historical records of the reasons for the destruction of the city-state of Dimient are not clear, after all, at that time, things were rushed, and no one was in the mood to explore the truth. But on the other hand, the account of Lucius, the heir of the lord, is also vague, which is a bit too much to say. The records I have seen are limited to the records of him leading the Knights to slay dragons, and other than that, it is a blank space. (Go to read OM) (Jiangsu Net)